When I worked as a waitress, there were some men that used to always take their lunch breaks in my section. They would sit and drink coffee, tell me about all of their adventures, while they worked on the crossword puzzles in the daily paper. It amazed me how fast they could solve them. I used to collect their finished puzzles after they’d left, stuffing them in my apron, and later I would just marvel at how perfect the solutions were. I can’t say why I admired the finished puzzles so much… maybe, in a way, intelligence is beautiful? I find puzzles to be quite lovely– especially after they have been all marked up and solved.
3″x5″ art piece from Rachel Heu’s My 35 Words, the word: Puzzles. Media marker, colored pencil, collage.